I am running away from reality, as fast as i could.
and trying not to look back, so as to prevent my eye from tearing.
Gift of anonymity
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I have gotten into the habit of fan fiction writing and its getting quite addictive. Its amazing how ideas come regularly if you only allow your mind to get a little creative and allow it dream whenever it wants. I remember a quote from Sandman. Lucien tells Matthew that there must have been numerous novels that he liked that were dreamed by authors but unfortunately, none of them were ever written on paper. I have started scribbling everything that comes to my mind which could be a probable story. I have numerous drafts lying around because of this. An old colleague had emailed me the other day. He writes, "I am more scared of the death of mind than physical death itself." I had found it odd when I read his note. I am a believer in the fact that no matter how much one's mind is capable of, it still needs a body for its meaningful existence. Our most scriptures presses the fact that our bodies are mere vehicles to our minds. So to his credit, my friend does have some logic in his statement. He has a phobia of losing his mind. His biggest fear is that one day he would go completely insane and he would be scared of everything that his mind would show him. Talk about paranoia. Over the weekend I watched a Japanese movie where a girl uses a coffin as a bed. It was amusing to see that she did that to save money to buy a flat in a floor greater than five in a posh locality of Tokyo. She wanted to buy that flat because someone had once told her that if she ever wanted to commit suicide, then she should at least live as high as in fifth floor. So to have that option open, she saves money by sleeping in a coffin, working on multiple jobs and basically living her life. It was an odd tale with a semi-happy ending. Anonymity is a wonderful gift, especially in the internet domain. I had always thought that it gave a great freedom to whatever one wanted without their own friends or peers judging them. It was a refreshing thought. Sometimes by looking at certain information of someone's profile, we automatically become judgmental and perhaps become a biased critique. I have stopped visiting social networking site because of that reason. Its very irritating to see people trying to have meaningful conversations over "scraps" or "wall" rather than picking up the phone and calling or even writing a decent length email. As usual, "busy" is the reason that I get to hear from people. I think there is something terribly wrong with the way I am since I seem to be the only person I know who seem to have enough time. Is it only me who is not doing something that almost everyone seems to be doing? Odd.